I have spoken to Rob over the last few days and he didnt seem to bad until yesterday when he admitted to feeling really poorly.He saw our GP this evening and he had a fit!!!Rob has a sceptic fistula going from his neck through to the bottom of his mouth.His brother says he smells of rotting flesh.The doctor dressed the wound and phoned the head and neck surgeon.Rob has to go to the hospital ward where he had his surgery at 7.45 tomorrow morning.
I am paralysed with two different emotions.
Firstly guilt because this would never have happened if i hadnt left,and secondly why why why has no one out of his family and friends has done anything about it or has helped him.
He says he couldnt go to the doctor because he was on holiday but there are 5 other GPs in the practice,how can he let himself get in this state?
I rang his brother this evening and asked him to go to the hospital with him but Rob flatly refused to let him.I rung Rob and said he must let Paul help him and he told me to leave him alone!!

I dont have a choice do i? I am the only one who can handle him and i will have to go.

On a more practical note ,how serious can this be? I guess it has happened because he wont take the nutrition he needs,but that is what we had our last fight about.I told him and told him this would happen and i dont take any pleasure for being proved right.

Just at the moment i am trapped in my village by burst rivers flooding the roads,we have had unprecedented rain and winds over the last few days and i only just got into the village before the road was closed this evening for i dont know how long .The gods seem to be against me and i know this is punishment for my selfish behaviour.